The Elder Emissary sneered as he looked at the faces on his faces.

Today's raised tables are no longer the raised tables they used to be.

Especially when the original stable twelve seats of the high table are broken, there will always be people who have some thoughts that they shouldn't have under the fluctuation of people's hearts.

The corpse of Bloody Hand Pywesker at his feet is the best proof of this.

Even without his presence, these guys would eventually get caught up in unprovoked internal friction and ruin the entire high table.

In this case, it is better for him to lead and accelerate this internal friction.

So it didn't matter if the participants were involved in the assassination of the elders or not, he was just giving these guys a reason to do it in the open.

As for whether their infighting would lead to the loss of the Elder's strength, it no longer mattered.

Because now the Elder faction has made a breakthrough in android technology!

Speaking of which, this is also thanks to the killer John, who assassinated the Elders.

If he hadn't killed the Elder and forced the Elder to activate the consciousness that was backed up in the mind ball, I am afraid that none of them would have realized that the "eternal life" of humanity had arrived.

And this great technology will be enough to support the elders' faction to control the lifeblood of the world!

In this case, it is no longer a problem to have a high table that exists to gather resources for the elders.

Moreover, from the moment the Elder was assassinated, the situation was destined to spiral out of control.

After that, the situation gradually fell into erosion, as the "awakened" elders speculated.

For example, the blatant rebellion of the manager of the Continental Hotel in New York, the death of the triumvirate of the Divine Will, and the chaos in Washington today.

All this indicates that the raised table is heading for an uncontrolled point.

In order to avoid being implicated by the high table, it is best to let it be destroyed in advance!

The elder envoy narrowed his eyes, stood up, and continued:

"Alright, I think you all already have the answer in your mind who is a traitor.

Then I'll wait for your good news.

By the way, I need to take Wesker's corpse with me, and I need to make sure it has anything to do with their Bloody Hand faction."

After speaking, the elder envoy didn't give everyone a chance to speak, and directly dragged Wesker's body out of this hidden conference room.

After the elder's envoy left, the remaining nine people looked at others with a look of vigilance in their eyes.

If ever there was a time when they were at their most vulnerable, it was now.

Just as they could have worked together to kill Wesker, the nine of them weren't safe at all.

But the most feared thing is that the host of this meeting, Rodney from the Syndicate.

Anyway, this is also syndicate territory, and if Rodney is trying to catch it all, he has the best conditions.

But Rodney pondered for a moment and suddenly smiled and said:

"Guys, don't be so nervous, maybe the guy who arranged for someone to assassinate the elder is Wesker?

After all, this guy was just going to break the net with us.

So instead of let's be suspicious of each other here, let's all be open and honest about what we've been up to lately."

After saying that, Rodney glanced around and found that the other eight people didn't mean to speak, he smiled and spoke again:

"Well, since that's what I'm proposing, I'll do it first.

Recently, in order to successfully implement the "Human Eradication Project", we Syndicate have focused much on "persuading" legislators.

We don't have the energy to do anything more in this case."

When the other eight people saw Rodney speak first about his "hands-off evidence", the worries in their hearts disappeared, and they all spoke about their hands-off evidence.

After a circle, it seems that each force has its own things to do, and there is no time or need to assassinate the elder at all.

Can be all

Everyone understands that words are the most lying.

To say that there has never been a desire in the hearts of the people to dominate the high table is false.

They don't do it because they can't.

But this kind of ambition hidden deep in the heart is not something that can be said now.

Especially after the Elder's Emissary had just said that there were traitors among them.

However, the current "confession" only eases the tense atmosphere just now.

At least Rodney, as the host, doesn't seem to want to start killing here.

Whether it's because he's really not interested in the so-called only "throne", or he's worried about the follow-up revenge of the Eight Forces.

Anyway, those words just now avoided a situation where they were fighting like barbarians in this small conference room.

After seeing the relaxed looks on everyone's faces, Rodney smiled and continued:

"Since you don't have the time or the need to assassinate the Elders.

Then I think the suspicion of the dead Wesker and the Bloody Hand under his leadership is the greatest.

After all, the Bloody Hand Faction, who only knew that they were engaged in head trading in their sphere of influence, had the most time and reason to assassinate the Elders.

As long as they can expand their sphere of influence, they can sell more people.

From this point of view, the traitor has been found, and I think you can all breathe a sigh of relief, right?

No one really wants to step on our shoulders, does they?"

Hearing Rodney's implicit words, the other eight dared to express their ambitions now, and they all agreed with Rodney's words.

Some people even suggested that this meeting should end here, and that after all the dust has settled, we will revisit the issue of the division of forces after the disappearance of the three families.

This proposal was endorsed by all.

Soon, only Rodney, the host, was left in the huge conference room.

Rodney looked at the empty conference room, a sneer on his lips.

He really didn't have any more thoughts on how to deal with his eight allies now, so he had to stabilize these allies as soon as possible.

As long as it can stabilize their minds for a while, it will be enough.

Because he needs a little bit of time to do something more important — he wants to elect a new president for this beautiful country.

When the dust settles on this matter, how can the syndicate, which relies on the power of the state, be the object of resistance for the other eight families?

At that time, with a little means, this high table will be his!

For him, the proposal thrown out by the Elder's Messenger was simply tailor-made for him.

After thinking slightly, Rodney clapped his hands, beckoned his men, and then began to command:

"Go to the international market and recruit a group of mercenaries who don't want to die, and tell them that this is a life-saving job, but the reward will ensure that their families will have no worries about food and clothing for a lifetime!"

……

On the other side, inside the white walls.

Francis's phone beeped.

That's a chime when you receive a new email.

The sender's signature is blank.

Francis stared at the email with a frown, and after thinking about it for a few seconds, he finally clicked on its attachment.

Fortunately, the poisoning incident that Francis feared did not happen, and the attached file was a short video file.

Through the video preview picture, Francis already knows what's inside.

It was exactly what he asked Du Wei to do - to kill Sorotov.

A look of surprise flashed in Francis's eyes, he didn't expect Du Wei's execution to be so strong.

Not long after they finished talking in the office, it turned out that the video of Solotov's killing was already on his desk?

Worried about fraud, Francis clicked on the video and watched it frame by frame, but he finally confirmed that the video was not faked in any way.

The top sniper with international fame was captured alive and killed!

The power and energy behind Du Wei can be seen from this.

The most important thing is that Francis didn't know anything about this force before he met Du Wei!

Nothing is more intimidating than the unknown.

Even the high table with his hands and feet up to the sky would not make Francis so jealous.

Because the high table at least had a clear standard for intervening in the world, and the new forces represented by Du Wei, Francis had no idea what they were asking for.

Francis turned off the video and leaned back in his chair, rubbing his forehead with his hand for a few moments before standing up and looking in the direction of the mint through the large floor-to-ceiling windows.

There are so many worries now, but fortunately, things will always be solved one by one.

……

Outside the Washington Mint.

Sister La, who had just finished rolling the sheets with Sergio (the professor) the day before, appeared in the newly established temporary operations command room with a refreshed face and once again mingled with the professor.

It's a pity that she doesn't know that the man she is talking to now is actually the same man who talked to her in bed yesterday.

Under Du Wei's intervention, Sister La completely lost the possibility of revealing this truth.

Just as Sister La was discouraged by the fact that the negotiations had made no progress again, a phone call from her superiors instantly stunned her on the spot.

Because they were told on the phone not to care about the lives of the hostages and directly launch a strong attack, they must solve this incident in the shortest possible time.

Under the premise that William was cyberbullied, Sister Lajie did not dare to give such an order easily.

At that time, no, it should be said that this matter will definitely be exposed by the bandits.

This kind of cold-blooded order that doesn't care about the direct assault of the hostages' lives can stir up waves on social networks, and Sister La can't imagine it.

At that time, not only her, but even her mother and her daughter may be threatened with death!

Because the white wall will definitely not be responsible for this assault operation, and as the combat commander, she is bound to bear this black cauldron!

But if she doesn't follow the orders of her superiors, then she can't escape the fate of being hidden in the snow in the end.

This is not good news for her, who is fighting for custody with her ex-husband, and if she does not have a high-paying job, she will be judged to be unable to raise her daughter.

Eventually, the court will hand over custody of the daughter to her ex-husband, which is also something she cannot accept.

Sister La, who felt extremely troubled, subconsciously wanted to go out to breathe.

When she came back to her senses, she realized that she had come to the familiar diner again.

And inside, the man who haunted her and had sex with her was still sitting at the table watching TV.

Everything is as if it was yesterday.

Sister La, who was upset in her heart and had nowhere to speak, somehow sat down beside the man and told the truth after blurring everything up.

But the professor was not an ordinary person, and when he heard it, he understood that this was an official plan to storm the mint, which made the professor extremely surprised.

He didn't expect that after having William's experience, the official would dare to make such a move that would cause great public anger.

But now, whether from the perspective of the people or the robbers, he needs to stop this from happening.

Otherwise, the accomplices who would have left the mint in a little time are afraid that they will really be annihilated by the authorities, and they will be in the company of paper money in the mint.

So after thinking about it, the professor opened his mouth and suggested:

"I wonder if you've ever considered being the expositor yourself?"

"Huh? What do you say?"

Sister La, who was full of distress, raised her head suddenly, and a gleam flashed in her eyes.

The professor's suggestion is quite threatening, which is tantamount to asking her to betray the signed confidentiality agreement and become a whistleblower!

Although this move can save itself, it is also temporary.

As time passes, people's memories will fade with them.

At that time, it will be Sister La's food

It's time for bitterness.

But the professor didn't seem to feel Sister La's dangerous gaze and continued to speak:

"Since it's hard for you to choose between two choices, it's better to jump out and make a third choice.

A choice that robbers would make.

Instead of letting the robbers act as the subject of that exposure, let yourself be the hero of that exposure.

Even if you lose your job, you will get attention to the custody of your daughter with enough exposure.

Of course, if you don't have a stable material foundation, it will still be difficult for you to get custody of your daughter.

But at that time, you can come to me.

As long as you are willing to accept my ring, then you will have a material foundation that you will not worry about for a few lifetimes......

Listening to the professor's words, Sister La's expression changed from solemnity at the beginning to helplessness, and then to shock.

She didn't expect that the professor in front of her, who didn't have the slightest hint of a rich man's breath, still had a rich family property.

What's more, the other party feels the same as himself, he doesn't dislike himself at all and wants to marry himself with his daughter!

This made Sister La's mind very confused for a while, and she even forgot what she said when she finally said goodbye to the professor.

Anyway, she didn't calm down until she felt the cold wind in the street.

On the way back to the temporary operations command room, Sister La thought about it again and again, and finally took out her mobile phone and edited the information.

But at the moment when she pressed the send button, Sister La still hesitated.

Because there is no turning back from this press.

The professor was still quite a strange existence to her, and she didn't think much about it when she was just carried away by that love, but now that she thought about it, the professor didn't come up with anything to prove everything he said.

But if she didn't, she didn't seem to have a better choice.

Sister La let out a long breath of turbidity, and her eyes gradually became firm, and then she pressed her finger decisively.

With the prompt sound of successful delivery, Sister La only felt that her body had never been more relaxed than ever.

It's just that she's relaxed, and Frances inside the white walls is uncomfortable.

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